Wednesday, November 11
If this was a tumblr this would be properly linked up and found, but through dearest Flamme's blog I came across Vladimir Sorokin's tale of his Norway sojourn. And I was working the Thursday night he was in Oslo, finished my lecture 20 minutes before time, ran all the way home and to Litteraturhuset and caught the last 20 minutes ("the juicy bit"). Exhausted, awkwardly breathy, but very content. I have so much infinite respect for Sorokin and his style wraps around your brain like cold cloths, this is a recommendation - 1-2-3 go read.